small brush shouldn't fuck with big timber

Death's Door, the view from the Spanish announcers table

Wednesday, December 10

As soon as I get my strength back I’ll be updating in a day or so. Not only did my forty-fifth birthday come and go, but it seems that my warranty went the way of the great White Buffalo, and I spent the last few day’s in the hospital. I’m fine and back home, but I need to rest up for a while before I can commence with the shit talking.

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